She is Deserving.

                  Maybe I deserve those words, those undignifying and degrading words thrown to me months ago. I’ve done terrible things.  I acted peculiar; no doubt, I was really affected by all of these things. My days grew longer which I don’t think is good. I’ve focused only on my side, which is so regretful.

                  I know the feeling of being judged easily, I know how that fcking feels, yet I did that to someone, someone who had been my all, my everything. Maybe I came to the point where sorrow, anger and jealousy overpowered the positive ones. Now, I’m losing everything, I’m losing everyone, and it’s my entire fault.

                  I don’t know what else to do. I am crying over these; crying over my mistakes. I do regret everything. The moment they were talking to me, the moment they were throwing to me those degrading words were flashing back. I hate flashbacks, they break me, and they tear me into pieces. But, I deserve to be broken, yes, I do deserve those words.